Chapter Twenty-Six

Your neck was stiff, as was your back when you woken up. It seemed you had slept for longer than you had intended. You only meant to have a little nap but ended up sleeping until sometime in the evening. You pulled your phone out to check the time, cringing slightly at the screen's display.

31 Missed calls, 7 Voicemail's and 41 Messages.

With a little flick through, you found most of them were from the skeletons. Sans and Orange were messaging about how they were worried and had called a few times. Some were from Blueberry and Papyrus, messages all in capitals about how you should come back. There were millions of calls from both Red and Ink, who seemed to be going crazy without you. You briefly listened to some voicemail's. Red had sent millions of apologies, some were Orange asking if you were okay. Ink were begging you to come back.

There were some messages from Frisk, and calls from a new contact which seemed to be Toriel. Both had discovered through Sans that you never returned when you dropped off Frisk and were just as worried.

You didn't like to worry those two, since they had both been so kind and hospitable towards you. Frisk was such a good kid and Toriel had been so motherly. You never had a mother… it was just you and the two skeletons… you could remember a few little pieces of hanging out together in the anti-void, that white place you had always seen in your memories. But you could only remember Ink, the other one was just blurry… if only you could meet him.

But you couldn't deal with the responsibility right now. You knew the moment that you messaged one of them, there would be even more calls and messages coming at lightening speed. You knew it was probably unfair of you to leave them to worry… but you couldn't make yourself contact them.

Instead, you dusted off any leaves that had fallen onto you and fixed your clothing then set off towards the town. You still had the bank card, maybe you could just find a hotel for the night. Luckily, there wasn't much dirt on your clothes and you looked presentable.

As you walked, you looked up at the sky and found it was covered in clouds. You could just about seen the big, bright moon through them which was cool but you really wished you could see the stars for once.

There was hardly anyone walked around in the town, apart from a few couples and groups of teenagers. Most businesses were closed, but you kept up your search for a hotel.

You walked around a corner and found another business, unlike all the others. You paused on the side walk.

It was called Vermillion. It was lit up brightly, covered neon and there was a long queue of people lined up outside behind a red rope. Why were they lined up? Your eyes followed the line until you found a burly man was holding them back from the entrance, a black door. The beat of the music inside could be hear from where you were standing across the street outside, muffled but still just as loud. It almost hypnotized you towards it, you really enjoyed music and this music made you feel somewhat excited.

"Excuse me, little lady" The large man looked down at you, scowling and hold a hand out. Everyone in the line was watching you "What do you think you're doing?"

You blinked a few times, until you realized you had just walked right up to the black door. You're cheeks flushed ever so slightly, not understanding why everyone was looking at you and laughing. You fought off the blush and struck a sassy pose, crossing your arms.

"Going inside. Do you have a problem with that?" You met his scowl with your own, challenging him. He looked you over for a minute, the people hushed and watched. It was as if they were waiting for something to happen. He smiled, showing off teeth that reminded you of Red.

"Ha! I like you, little missy!" He barked out a laugh, opening the door while everyone gawked in amazement. What they thought would happen seemed to not be in the cards for you tonight "Not many people have that kind of guts to just walk up to the door! Go on in"

You gave him a winning smile, brushing past him and through the held open door.

The smell hit your nose in an instant. It smelled of sweat, cigarettes and alcohol. It wasn't exactly pleasant but you wanted to look around before you leave. Whatever this place was, it was very new to you and you wanted to explore it. Even if the smell was bad. Maybe you could stand to stay for a little while after, just for the music.

People was everyone, standing around the walls and some kind of bar. Most were in the middle of the room, dancing on a colorful and flashing floor. Bodies pressed together, some on purpose and intimate. The music drowned out most of all the other sounds, but you could just about hear laughter and people shouting over the music to each other.

You pushed past, avoiding as many sweaty figures as you could and looked around. Most of the room was a red color from what you could make out, but there were flashing lights that changed that color every time you blinked. You made it over to the bar, where there was a few people giving drinks out.

Off to the side was a set of stools, there were a few people there but you found a seat with no one around it. It wasn't so loud over there either. You triumphantly smiled and pulled up a stool in that spot, taking a seat. A man from inside the bar appeared before you, looking at you expectantly.

"Oh... err… Pepsi?" You smiled sheepishly and he raised an eyebrow, staying unmoved. You raised your own brow, adding on a hesitant "… with vodka?"

He nodded once and disappeared. You blew out a sigh of relief. You didn't really want any alcohol but it seemed that was pretty much all they served here. Or they might have made an exception but they would have looked at you weirdly. It seemed you didn't belong here at all, just you wanted to blend in and go unnoticed.

It didn't help that you seemed to be the only one wearing jeans. Every other girl in the club were in dresses or skirts while the men wore smart clothes like button ups. The guy returned with your drink, wearing the same red as the other staff.

Your presence didn't go unnoticed though and your idea of blending in was swept under the rug. To your surprise though, you weren't getting any bad looks. In fact, the girls appeared to be… jealous? While the men were looking at you with… Oh god, what kind of look was that?

A man wearing a white blouse and black trousers came up to you, grinning like the cat that just caught the mouse. He had a slight stubble, and a sleazy look in his eye as he regarded you. His hair was all about the place, sweat practically dripped off him like water.

"Well, hello there. Aren't you a drink of water, eh? What's a girl like you doing here all alone?" He was uncomfortably close and you leaned back against the bar, getting away as far as you can in your seat. He didn't seem to notice, taking another step over.

"Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing" You narrowed your eyes at him. He took a moment for that to sink in, and his eyes widened slightly before he laughed awkwardly. He brushed his hair back with his hand, pouting a little.

"… Calling me a girl... Very clever comeback… Going to play hard to get, eh?" He seemed to be lost for words for a moment, probably trying to come up with a better pick-up line while still giving you the same look as when you first saw him. You rolled your eyes, understanding now. It was lust and desire. He was looking for a bit of fun, it seemed and that was something you weren't going to give him anytime soon.

"How about you leave now? I'm not interested" You took a sip of your drink, which was thick with more vodka than soft drink. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, but it wasn't the best either. You would have much preferred something less strong and burning. It instantly gave you a bit of a kick though, waking you up fully.

"Aw, come on. Don't be like that…" He reached forward, as if he was going to brush a strand of hair out your face. You leaned back further into the bar and a hand suddenly shot out, stopping him.

A skeletal hand, at that.

"the lady asked you to leave…" You followed the hand to his owner, expecting it to be Sans from his voice but what you found was someone else entirely "… so why don't you take a hint before i have to do something regrettable?"

The sleazy guy glowered for a moment and ripped his hand out of the skeletons grasp. He gave you one last, longing look before stumbling away in a sulk. You breathed a quiet sigh of relief at seeing his back.

You rotated to the new skeleton, ready to brush him off too if need be and let him know that you already had your hands full of bones but you found yourself swiftly caught up staring at him. He was… certainly something. Unlike the other skeletons you knew.

The new skeleton wore a black leather jacket with white fluff round the hood. Underneath, he wore a white sweater which clung close to him. He looked long and lean, about the height of Orange and no where near as tall as Papyrus. His face was similar to Papyrus, except there was more white in his eyes and he had a long crack going up is left eye. Another one was one his right eye, going down.

Next, your eyes were drawn downwards. He had grey jeans, low, showing the top of his hip bones and a black belt holding them in place. They might have fell right down if it weren't for the belt. He had black, high top converse too, but your eyes just couldn't stray away from him, especially his hips. He just looked so… provocative and…

"like what you see, kitten?" You looked up at the purring noise, finding him way to close for comfort and you shuffled your stool back quickly. It almost tipped backwards, but the skeleton grasped your hip quickly on one side and his other hand to grab the stool on the other side. He steadied you so you didn't fall and you found that you had grabbed his forearm in your panic.

"I… Err… Thank you… " You managed to get out after a moment of thick silence, a blush covering your face. You sheepishly let go of him and avoided his eyes, which were close and stared deeply into your own, purple eyes "… For the guy and… err, for this... You can let go now, you know?"

A slow smile made its way onto his face and he moved forward, bringing his other hand up so that one rested on your hip too. He squeezed gently and your breath caught in your throat.

"… i noticed you when you walked in. you looked like a lost kitten, not knowing what you were doing but so full of curiosity. i bet you have some neat claws too... must be your first time at a nightclub, huh?" His hands roamed upwards slightly, he never broke eye contact and you felt yourself drawn to stare back. He had you locked in place.

"I… Yeah, it is my first time… I don't know what I'm doing" You gave a nervous laugh. What were you doing here? Oh, that's right. Adventure and music. God, this guy was messing with your head and you couldn't think straight anymore. Why weren't you brushing him off too? This was unlike you. You needed to get yourself together.

"you seem a little tense, kitten…" He purred, his hands found your shoulder and he moved to stand behind you. You looked at his hands, wondering what he was doing when you noticed another strange thing about him. He had a gaping hole in each hands but he didn't appear to be hurt at all.

His fingers began to work into your shoulders, massaging and kneading at the tension there. You began to relax in his hands, letting out a soft and groan which he must have heard since he gave a little chuckle. You had forgotten how much your ached for sleeping against the tree, and you hadn't noticed how tense that leach of a guy had made you.

Thoughts of brushing him away slipped your mind as you leaned back into him, melting like putty.

"name's G, kitten. but you can call me Patch" His sultry voice whispered into your ear, pressing up against your back. His breath smelled of cigarettes and mint. "now… let me show you a good time"

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